Prayed-in Space

Dear Friends in Christ -

Last night, I put my hat and gloves on and tromped over to the old Church with Ed and the kids. Some of our ladies have spent hours this past week decorating the place, so that we could be included in the fundraiser for our friends at Huntington United Methodist Church.

As I expected, the place was beautiful. Candles flickering in the windows, greens swooping elegantly along the balcony, red poinsettas shouting nature's joy around the altar.

The place was abuzz with the low voices of our tour guests. But what I noticed in my heart was that even the busyness didn't drown out the peacefulness of the place. It was as if a fountain was bubbling up right in the middle of the place and the sound of running water could be heard under and around all the other sound.

It's a prayed-in space. No matter where you come from, no matter where you're going, no matter why you come, the place itself holds you in God's presence because over generations and centuries, people have prayed on that spot.

Someone asked me this week if they could come to the church and pray. Absolutely. Any time. Just bring a lap blanket (we don't keep the heat on during the week) and borrow a key from the parish office. In the midst of it all, God is right here. Come and see.

Blessings,
Janet+